The Crown Prince & I

Sigh! The moment, Sara came she met Miranda, who luckily help her from not getting lost, and Chaol wished Sara goodnight, then he too went to his very room, to retire. For a moment he really can't explain how he was feeling, it was like he had been given a second life after the death. And by staying in Chaol's company, Sara was doing the same.

Soon, Sara went to her room, then she indulge herself in the beauty-care routine while letting the warmth of water relax her. After which, she went into the fluffy bed. If it has been before, she might have considered twice whether to sleep or not. But right now, she was more and more fatigued. So, she simply hit the pillow of the bed and fell directly into her dreamworld.

Earning a sigh from Jacob, who was standing near her door. With a glass of warm milk in his hand. Well, he really wanted to talk with her, about not to spoil his little brat too much. But it seems like, he needs to put some sense in his brother's mind first. Just look, at how tired he had made her. She doesn't even have energy to open her eyes, to say nothing about talk.

Sighing, he left her room, while giving the milk to Miranda, to deal with it. He went to Chaol's room, only to meet with a dead pig. Making Jacob sigh again.

"Chaol wake up." Jacob said, in a very calm voice. But, no response.

Then soon…

"Ah!!!" Chaol, who felt like his world has been turned upside down, couldn't help but scream loudly on top of his lungs.

"Stop shouting." Jacob simply said in a still calm voice. Making the shouting Chaol shut his mouth up and even place a finger on his mouth. Chaol open his eyes, after feeling the cold wind ruffling around him, and the moment he saw, the moment he open his eyes…. and the view that he saw…. "Ahhhhh!!!!" He shouted on top of his lungs again.

" Don't make noise," Jacob warns Chaol in his bit intimidating voice.

"B-But… Bro, place me down. Ah! This is too high. We shouldn't take the risk. Bro, please, place me down. Bro, I am just a child, you don't have to go to these lengths to discipline me down. B-Bro, please." Chaolstarted pleading.

After all, he was facing the ground… the stoned floor... From 20,000 feet above the ground, must be on top of one of the high towers of the castle. But all that he could see was ground, as he was sure, he was hanging upside down on the edge of the pillar, by his brother… or to be precise... His brother's power.

See, this is his brother. Other's brothers just warn them or at most shout at them to discipline them. But see, his brother, this brother of his, like to discipline him in such a cruel, barbaric way. Bro. I am carrying the same flesh and blood as yours. Bro, have mercy.

And Chaol was already on the verge of breaking down.

"Seems like you didn't hear, what I say, No Sound." Jacob said in the voice of the cruel villain, making Chal undergo goosebumps all over. And the person who was hanging at such a great height, couldn't help but shut his mouth.

Fine, if there's any reader, who thinks this is cruel. Then for god sake, the one hanging is the God of Destruction, himself, not a mere, weak human, who would die if fallen from this tower. In fact, even if Chaol fell from this place, even then it would have the same impact on him, as we humans have while falling from the bed to the ground while rolling here and there.

In simple terms, no impact. But the reason, why Chaol was screaming or trying to scream was because of the view he was watching. And he couldn't help but curse under his breath severely, all no-thanks to his very own brother, who definitely doesn't know how to punish like normal human elders.

For god sake, just falling down from this height down on that floor, while watching everything live, would be pure torture.

"B-But bro, we came right in time. Then why?" Chaol tried to reason with his brother. Fine, it's the very same brother of his, who has spoiled him beyond limits, that he had forgotten, this brother of his, carries this cruel side of his, too.

"You tire her." Only three words came out from Jacob's mouth, which was more than enough in making Chaol puke 3 bottles of blood. Damn, this brother of his. He was punishing him, coz Sara was tired.

Does that even make sense? Does anything make sense? Does this World make sense? Does his brother bully him make sense? Does any of this make sense? And Chaol groans loudly in his mind, frustrated by the wife lover guy in front.

"I won't, next time." Chaol said in a very serious tone. Well, it's just that they met some humans and they were really fun to get along with. Plus, his soon-to-be sister-in-law was enjoying it a lot. So, now why on the earth, he was being tortured for that.

[ A little out of story concept ::: Guys, don't you think the word Chaol and Chaos carries similarities in between them.]

"There won't be any next time." Jacob declared in his authoritative voice and left the topmost terrace of the tower, trying to find his way back to the room.

Poor Chaol, who neither get to play back or request back or anything of the sort, was still hanging downward in the very tower. Making Chaol to sigh. See, that's what happened when a person changed his priority.

'Hey!!! Bro!!! You aren't planning to hang me all night, are you? For god's sake, put me down, I need to sleep in my comfy bed. Brooo…." Chaolshouted in the telepathy channel, making all the shapeshifters clutch their ears tightly, just because this guy was making their ears bleed by shouting.

"Broooo…" Chaol tried again, but no response.

" Prince, you can fly, you know." One of the guard, who couldn't tolerate this shouting ended up replying formally, dawning Chaol's brain too, who have actually forgotten he wasn't a stupid human. Ah! What can he say, he was getting affected by the human company he was keeping.

Soon, he started using his powers in order to fly back to his room and sleep. But all the efforts were futile. After all, he wasn't bound with any rope or anything. Nope, it was Jacob's powers, who were holding Chaol upside down, without any mercy.

So, after three hours, Chaol was still struggling to get out of the clutches of the magic which was surrounding him. Chaol could only curse under his breath, then at the end of the day, he just simply took a deep breath, then summon his pillow and mattress with his power, and soon he was sleeping in the oddly difficult position, like a bat hanging upside down.

But still, his mattress, his pillow, his cushions, his boulders, his quilt, everything was held tightly by his magic, making it look like an upside-down hanging bed. Chaol finds his way towards sleep. Making Jacob who was witnessing the scene with his powers, sigh deeply.

Come on, Chaol should know, he can do anything to everything, but he can't tire her out. Chaol has to bring her energetic self back so that Jacob and Sara could talk at the very least.

Call it selfishness or not. But he has just four days out of seven days left, to win the girl's heart, before her departure. All no-thanks to his explorer brother. Then, he stare at the blissfully sleeping angel and sighed. Only if Sara would have been as easy as a business deal to handle.

After all, he can deal with kingdom matters, court matters, business deals with the UN, and other royalties out there, very easily. But.. dealing with this girl. Sigh. He doesn't even need to know, how badly things were going and thanks to his brother now the girl even feared him, like his useless brother.

Why? Just why are things not working the way he wants them to be? Just why?

" Just how can I make you mine, Sara ?" He muttered under his breath, afraid to even let his own ear hear it, to say nothing about sleeping blissfully human.

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Sara woke up when she heard the loud, shrill sound and the first thing she did was to run towards the balcony to check on the loud thud and scream she just heard about.

And she was dumbfounded by the scene she watch. Chaol was sleeping on a pebble engraved floor, with his mattress, his bedsheet, his cushion, his pillow, his boulders, his quilt lying on the stoned floor, while he was sitting there while rubbing his arms and legs time and time again.

There was a huge crack beneath his mattress as if a meteorite has just landed on this pebbled floor, before Nicholas's mattress. Strange, she was sure, she heard a loud thud sound as if someone just jumped from the top of the building to the floor. Yet, all she could see was Nicholas, half sitting, half busy in rubbing his body, for god knows why.

Chaol stares in the castle accusingly, only to meet the two sapphire blue eyes of his brother. And all the accusation in them was gone, removed completely, bringing his charming smile back. Only if he has the guts to shout in front of his brother. Sigh! His existence is useless.. Really useless.